[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming accepted the little ghost to be his ghost servant, named him Miao Xuan, and ordered him to investigate the matter another day. And Zhao Liang, who was puzzled in the police department, also got a reply from the forensic doctor Liu Yang at dawn, because the murderer was in a hurry to burn the corpse, and the body was burned in the cracks of the stones, and more than one police officer arrived at the scene in time, so there were many places where the corpse and the stone were close to the place that could not be completely burned, and a small piece of rag that had not been burned was left. It turned out that this person's brain porridge still needs the brains and gall of a man and a woman to cure madness. Just because of this, when it was expected that the murderer would no longer commit crimes and had a headache, Zhao Liang came to the door again to ask for advice, and brought a rag for Mu Qingming and Mo Han to take a closer look. 】

Since the Song Dynasty, it has been seen all over the city and countryside, and has gradually become a tradition in China. As the dragon lockers who have existed in the land of China for thousands of years, they attach great importance to every tradition, which is their stubbornness as always.

Therefore, even if they yawned, Mu Qingming and Miao Jue still kept their eyes wide in the hall. On the contrary, it was the first time that Mo Han, who was in the New Year's Eve because of the atmosphere of home, was full of energy all night.

Mu Qingming wanted to play mahjong, but Miao Xuan couldn't, and because he was injured by the mechanism, he went back to sleep in the Miao Jue house after midnight.

He wanted to push Pai Gow again, but Mo Han wouldn't. Miao Jue is able to play with this thing, but let Mu Qing beg for a long time, Jue Miao will not play with him.

Curious, Mo Han asked the reason, and learned that Mu Qingming seemed to be polite and polite, and his personality was also gentle and elegant, but he didn't expect that he was actually good at making thousands, and the brand products were extremely bad; And according to Miaojue, when he was usually at home, even if Mu Qingming played pai gow with the children of the clan, he also took advantage of his own eye disease and liked to mark the back of pai gow with a kind of phosphorus from the Western Regions. He would even secretly replace the original dice with a few dice that he could throw when he wanted to throw a few points after he injected mercury himself. Therefore, Miao Jue would rather be scolded than play with him, a young master who can't afford to lose on pai gow.

After this question, Mo Han was even more energetic, looking curiously at Mu Qingming, who was full of boredom, blinking with his hands on his cheeks and asking, "You will still be out of a thousand, so what else do you do?" Go to the casino and win him seventy or eighty yuan every day, and we can all live a day when we return to the pot and our daughter is red every day. ”。

"Still my daughter is red? I'm still a boy green! Mu Qingming pursed his lips and said in a deep voice with righteous words: "I will do that thing, but it is too inferior to use that means to make money, and I will feel very ashamed to do that." ”。

It seems that he entertains others on weekdays, and it is natural for him to give thousands of dollars when he does not gamble.

As soon as this remark came out, it was naturally exchanged for a wonderful and long "Oh? A boo.

Mo Han looked Mu Qingming up and down again, shook his head slightly, and deliberately looked at Mu Qingming with disgust, and sighed lightly: "It's really unseemly." ”。

"Young master, don't say that I don't take care of you as a servant, as far as the thorny problems you are encountering with Zhao Liang now, I have been investigating them in the past few days, which can be regarded as a favor for you." Seeing that Mo Han showed disgust in his eyes, Mu Qingming's face suddenly turned gloomy, and Miao Jue hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Do you remember that when the old lady was idle, he wrote a book called "Evil Recipe Spectrum"? ”。

"I remember." Mu Qingming put away his gloom, and nodded after a little reflection.

It was a book written by his grandfather; It's a book, so to speak, but rather a notebook or something. It records the strange home remedies and cult prescriptions that Mu Qingming's grandfather has seen and heard in his life. The medication is strange and extremely weird.

After the death of the old lady of the Mu family, the book was left to Mu Qingming, but when the book arrived in Mu Qingming's hands, his family was busy with the funeral of the old lady, although Mu Qingming was a junior, he was also more than a hundred years old at that time. I always had to help my parents to do some things, so I didn't have the time to read the book at all, so I kept it idle.

Later, he was so busy subduing demons and eliminating demons that he forgot about the book. If it weren't for today's wonderful reminder, he wouldn't have been able to think of it.

"When we just arrived in Kunming City, I sorted out the bookcase for you and saw this book." When Mu Qingming's inquiring gaze turned towards him, Miao Jue spoke again: "I flipped through a few pages out of curiosity; I remember that I had seen a home remedy for brain gallbladder soup above, but I don't remember it for the treatment of madness. ”。

As soon as these wonderful words came out, Mu Qing was stunned; The clue he knew was human brain porridge, but he saw that it was brain and gallbladder soup, although the names of the two were different, they both needed human brains and gallbladder as ingredients.

Since there is a coincidence, can we find clues from the brain gallbladder soup?

Mu Qingming was thinking like this, and said again: "If the young master is bored, thinking about playing mahjong and pushing pai gow, you might as well go and read this book written by the old lady." Yu Bi lifted his teacup, blew on the hot air in the cup, and took a sip of tea.

Mu Qingming got up by default, strode into the study, and rummaged through the cabinets to find the book.

After a rummaging sound, the study fell silent again. After a while, there was a sound of flipping books in the room.

The curious Mo Han also got up and walked to the study, and saw that Mu Qingming was already sitting behind the bookcase, looking intently at the parchment scroll in his hand.

Mo Han, who was standing next to Mu Qingming, glanced at the contents of the book, and frowned with a little puzzlement. The text on it is very similar to the patterns drawn on the runic paper that Mu Qingming pasted on the bookcase; It looks like a compilation, but it looks like an oracle bone inscription, which is the ancient Xia script used by the dragon lockers. In short, none of them can be understood by Mo Han.

After looking at it for a while, seeing that Mu Qingming was also engrossed in looking at the scroll, and didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, Mo Han walked out of the study again and went to the hall to chat with Miao Jue.

In the laughter and laughter outside the house, Mu Qingming quickly found the content of the brain gallbladder soup from the illustrated book in his hand, and read it carefully.

After a while, he memorized the 500 words recorded in the brain gallbladder soup.

According to the book, this brain gallbladder soup is human brain porridge, but the name is different. And his grandfather's account is more detailed than what the Nine-Fingered Sophobist told him.

First of all, this brain gallbladder soup was not a home remedy in the three dynasties, but an upright formula for the imperial court; The Nine-Fingered Trickster may not even know this. Or maybe he knew, but before he could tell Mu Qingming, he was killed.

Secondly, Brain Gall Soup can indeed treat madness, but there are two extremely harsh conditions. First, seventy-seven grains of millet must be put in this soup and boiled with the brain gallbladder; Why is this so, it is not sixty-six grains or eighty-eight grains, and Mu Qingming's grandfather did not write it in the book.

The second is that this medicine has to be taken twice to cure the madness, and the material must be the brains and bitter gall of a man and a woman, and the man and then the woman.

Seeing this, Mu Qingming suddenly realized why there were two charred corpses. But I immediately recalled the charred corpse I saw last night, with bulging breasts, and it should be a woman. Then it occurred to me that in this way, the murderer would not commit any more crimes.

Unless the murderer misplaced the amount of millet. But judging from the carefulness of the murderer who acted cautiously and left almost no clues, the probability of this so-called non-appearance is very small.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingming suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, and also became nervous; If the murderer no longer commits crimes, then how can he and Zhao Liang arrest the murderer with only those clueless clues they have obtained now?

While Mu Qing was meditating, a sharp knock suddenly sounded outside the courtyard door.

I only heard a wonderful shout: "Who? After that, he walked out of the hall and walked towards the door, and after a while, the sound of the door shaft turning came, and then he heard Miao Jue laughing: "It turned out to be Inspector Zhao; But it's not breakfast yet, why are you here? ”。

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingming heard a rush of footsteps, coming towards the hall. In less than a moment, he saw Zhao Liang, who was anxious, standing in front of the study, staring at him with wide eyes, and said urgently: "Brother Mu, the autopsy results are out." ”。

Saying that, Zhao Liang stood in front of the bookcase, took Liu Yang's re-inspection and explained them to Mu Qingming one by one, picked up the teacup on the bookcase, and drank all the tea that was already cold inside.

And the corpse that Zhao Liang said was a woman, which also happened to apply for what Grandpa Mu Qingming wrote in the book.

"When I went out, Liu Yang also told me that this charred corpse was also gallless, and from the point of view of the small wound, the technique was the same as that of the first charred corpse, which was the technique of a pig man chopping a pig." Zhao Liang, who had even out his breath, added a sentence and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, put it on the bookcase in front of Mu Qingming, and slowly unfolded it.

The rags that had not yet burned out were presented in front of Mu Qingming's eyes.

"This is the fabric that Liu Yang found that was not burned out, you give it to the palm of your hand and see what kind of material it is made of? That part of the garment again? Zhao Liang pushed the handkerchief forward and said, "I guess it's the corner of the clothes." ”。

"It's not the corner of the clothes, this should be the corner of the purse." Because of curiosity, he also followed, and Mo Han, who had been silent all the time, didn't wait for Mu Qingming to take a closer look, so he took off the sachet on his waist, and handed it to Mu Qingming after a moment in front of Zhao Liang, who had already stretched out his hand.

"You see, the production of the sachet is to first cut out two square paper patterns with scissors, and then paste silver paper as the background color, glue the paste on the back of the two squares of silver cardboard into an octagonal shape, first dip the paste on the thread, fix the thread end in the cardboard, and then start winding, so the paste will be left on the thread and near the thread. But making clothes doesn't have to be so cumbersome. Mo Han pointed to the thread on the rag and explained to the two of them, "There's still a little paste sticking to it." ”。

When Mu Qingming and Zhao Liang heard this, they found that there was indeed a little bit of paste on the top of the rag brought by Zhao Liang. Under the oil lamp on the bookcase, the light is reflected.

But it's only a small point, and if you don't look closely, it's really not easy to find.

"It's still my sister-in-law's sharp eyes, I've seen this thing seven or eight times, and I'm stunned that I only discovered this detail now." Zhao Liang flattered with great interest.

Mu Qingming looked at Mo Han's sachet, and then looked at the rags brought by Zhao Liang, and said with a slight bow: "If this is a sachet, it is also a purse for prostituting pheasants." ”。

Why is Mu Qingming so sure that the rags come from the things of the secret prostitute pheasant? What is the connection between the pheasant and the charred corpse case? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[The Three Generations of the Suolongren Small Theater - These three generations are not the meaning of three generations, but the collective name of the three dynasties of Xia, Shang and Zhou in Chinese history. The term "three generations" was first seen in the Spring and Autumn Period in the "Analects of Wei Linggong": "Simin, the reason why the three generations went straight is also." The word has been used until the Warring States period to refer to the Xia, Shang, and Western Zhou dynasties. After the Qin Dynasty, the meaning of "three generations" began to include the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and has been used ever since. In the early days of the Zhou Dynasty, there was also the phenomenon of collectively referring to Xia and Shang as the "second generation". 】